The hunt is on.

She closed the door and then looked around. "So you're after a man." She thought back remembering slightly about Astraria mentioning about staying in a cabin with a man. "Hmm...I won't be able to help you now."

"Different how?" She looked down the path, keeping herself hidden behind a tree. She saw a woman in off-white dirty robes tending to a small garden. "I'm just after a man who is a suspected criminal. He's probably holding a woman hostage, too, as he refused an inspection of his dwelling."

"I don't know what you're talking about, citizen. Start walking back to town if you aren't going to help me take him in." She watched as the woman walked around, and then back into the cabin. She didn't look like she was being held hostage...although her robes did look a bit unkempt. What was going on here?

"How about I ask you something else? Why was the government keeping a woman locked up in an underground bunker? Answer carefully." She then walked around Lysandra and stopped when she was in front of and facing her.

"Why would you think I would?" This woman obviously knew something she shouldn't...most likely she'd have to be brought in too. The woman from earlier came back out, returning to tending her makeshift garden.

"Why do you want to know? I'm just doing my job..." She had her weapon out now, seeing her kicking rocks. Astraria looked around, startled by the sudden noise. "...I have to tell you, that if you're not going to help, please leave the area, and head back to town."

"Again, different how? If you are talking about those people with powers..." She looked at her gun, remembering how electricity shot out of it. She never did figure out what happened. She'd taken her gun apart, examined her ammo, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

"Never met him, but I am protecting that girl. Mainly because right now she's someone who can help me." She stepped forward again. "I told you I'm stronger than I look didn't I?" She cracked her neck as she tilt her head again. "You have a gun raised. Are you afraid of me?"

"Just training..." She kept her gun steady. "...you do look like a threat though." She kept her voice as steady as she could. As much as she talked big, she wasn't cut out for much of the goings-on in her daily patrols...and especially with the recent turn of events, she needed to prove herself now more than ever.

"I...don't see where that fits in to all of this..." She couldn't really make a response without compromising herself. She only did what she was told...it gave her a steady job, income, security. She didn't really know herself...if she were honest with herself, and right now, she was. "...I...just do my job."